Peerless Martial Soul

The eldest lady's expression suddenly changed. Looking at Chen Feng, her eyes changed from the gentleness just now to an icy cold: "Boy, don't think too much, you are just a flower slave following me."

"You are a slave, did you hear that?"

She deliberately emphasized the word ‘slave’.

The killing intent in Chen Feng's heart flashed: "In this world, someone who can treat me as a slave hasn't been born yet!"

But his face didn't show the slightest sign, but rather said respectfully: "Yes, I know who I am."

On that day, Chen Feng followed the eldest lady and left here, anyway, he had nothing to pack, as long as people passed by.

The scope of the nirvana knife gate is vast, and it occupies a hundred miles of nearby on this mountain. Strictly speaking, places such as the Royal Flower Palace are actually outside, including the battle beasts.

The real inner house, let alone a handyman disciple, not many even formal disciples can enter.

In the inner house, there are many disciples of one generation and very outstanding disciples of the second generation, as well as those elders, elders, and their families!

It is very luxurious. The palaces are surrounded by white clouds and golden carvings, like a fairy palace.

The group walked all the way, and finally stopped in the evening.

This is already the deepest part of the nirvana sword gate. What surprised Chen Feng is that the deepest part of the nirvana sword gate, that is, where the head, his wife, and the head's children live, is actually a vast area. A large garden around meters.

In the garden, there are many exquisite pavilions.

Yu Nian stopped in front of a particularly exquisite and beautiful pavilion, where the lady's residence was.

At this time, Chen Feng already knew his name, and the young lady's name was Duan Wanqing!

Duan Wanqing pointed to a small courtyard about a hundred meters away from the pavilion, and said, "That courtyard will be your residence in the future."

She suddenly looked at Chen Feng with a smile, and said, "I will see three kinds of strange flowers and weeds that I haven't seen before in three months. If I can't do it..."

She pointed to a bunch of camellia flowers that bloomed very splendidly next to her, and said lightly: "You will be like the gardener in front of you, and I will be buried under this camellia to make fertilizer."

She still had a smile on her face, but her voice was icy.

A haze flashed in Chen Feng's heart, this woman is really vicious in her heart!

He hurriedly pretended to be respectful: "Miss, don't worry, I will do it for you within three months."

With a cold snort, Duan Wanqing turned and walked into the small building.

Chen Feng soon settled down in his courtyard. The courtyard is not big, but it is a separate space.

Chen Feng was so excited that he almost jumped up. With this independent yard, he can do many things.

At night, Chen Feng was lying on the bed, still a little unbelievable, that he had entered the core of the Nirvana Knife Gate so quickly, and in such a simple and quick way, he entered the core position of the Nirvana Knife Gate.

You know, just less than a kilometer away from yourself here, is the residence of the head!

Suddenly, Chen Feng felt something wrong, and he felt a strange force permeating the air.

Chen Feng immediately froze in his heart and was on guard, but he soon discovered that this strange power was not directed at him.

The air seemed to be permeating this kind of power, so Chen Feng sat cross-legged, carefully releasing his power to come into contact with him.

As soon as he touched, Chen Feng felt an extremely vast meaning of death, coming over his body.

This estimate of the meaning of nirvana is full of negative emotions such as destruction, despair, killing, etc. It seems to extinguish everything and destroy everything!

At this moment, this power seemed to erode the power in Chen Feng's body and knock down his spirit.

But at this moment. Just when Chen Feng's body power was constantly being swallowed by this gray extinguishing power, the power of Little King Kong suddenly exploded, directly expelling these powers.

Chen Feng suddenly struggled out of a slightly ignorant state!

He immediately broke out in a cold sweat, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice: "What kind of power is this surging power? It was actually going to invade my body just now, corroding my strength and spirit together!"

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly thought: "This power is the power of dying!"

"The so-called loneliness is silencing, and letting everything fall silent, isn't that ruining the other party?"

"After everything is destroyed, the heavens and the earth will no longer have any vitality, and the roar of the insects and beasts will disappear, not even the wind, not even the light, this is complete silence!"

"Destruction, complete destruction! This is dying!"

"The so-called power of death is the power of tyrannical death and destruction!"

Chen Feng suddenly realized that at this moment, he touched the true meaning of the meaning of death.

Of course, he didn't get much power, but he already understood a little bit of truth!

Chen Feng whispered in his mouth, "Silence, dying, what exactly is dying?"

Suddenly, he got up in his cloak, and at this moment, he had an understanding of the sword technique.

Chen Feng did not dare to use the Dragon Slaying Knife. He was afraid of being noticed by others, so he used his hand to make a knife. Realize it.

But soon, Chen Feng found out that something was wrong: "My idea is wrong. It is wrong to change the moves, but the way of exerting force should be changed."

"Yes!"

Chen Feng suddenly clenched his fist, with a touch of excitement on his face, and said: "The move remains the same, the strength remains the same, just a little change on the strength is enough to achieve this effect."

Thinking of this, Chen Feng's heart suddenly became bright and clear.

His right hand is still drawing an arc, but this time it is very slow, and if you look closely, you will find that when he draws his right hand this time, he is trembling constantly.

That's right, Chen Feng's right hand is constantly shaking!

At the beginning, it was naturally useless, but Chen Feng was not discouraged. He continued to practice. From the evening until the morning sun rose the next day, there was still no effect.

Chen Feng practiced in the yard for another day and another night that night.

When the sun rose the next day, suddenly, Chen Fengfu's heart came to mind, and the frequency of the vibration of his right hand seemed to be in line with a certain heaven and earth.

Chen Feng was surprised to find that when his right hand stroked the air lightly, the air had become distorted.

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